Don't Pray For Me (Ben Bruce Love Story)

Chapter 9

Ben POV
Oh shit... She's pregnant! What the fuck have I done?... Wait I bet it isn't even mine. I mean she has been going between me and Andy the slag. Fuck I need a drink.

Chelsey POV
What an absolute cunt! Fuck him, fuck all of them! I'm leaving.
I walked slowly sniffling back to the bus, I opened the door and seen Ben sitting on the couch with a beer on the floor beside him. He shot me a glare
"I bet it isn't even mine" he said under his breath
"Oh it's not yours is it?" I raised my voice
"Probably not seeming as you've been bouncing between me and Andy constantly" he sneered.
"You know what? Fuck you! The baby doesn't need a cunt of a dad like you!" I spat. I walked into the ally of the bus packed all my things and dragged my case into the lounge of the bus. Ben still sitting there, this time with tears running down his face.
"Goodbye Ben" I said firmly
"Please don't go, I'm sorry I'll help you with the baby and be the best daddy in the world" he pleaded
"It's too late Ben" I said and walked off the bus slamming the door behind me , silence hitting the air. The next thing I hear is a huge smash coming from inside the bus. I sighed and wrapped an arm protectively around my stomach.
"It's just you and me now kiddo"